I'm not sure if my photos will do my title justice. Lets just say Max-a-million was FILTHY this morning, after having chased some birds into the sh*i ponds.
It's a bit hard to tell, but he is wet, wet, wet, and he's wet with diluted cow poo. I had thought it was just mud splash from the paddock, but TJL came home and told me off for not hosing Max off as he'd been in the sh*t ponds. Ooooops! TJL hosed him off, such a great guy.
It was hard trying to get a photo as he just thought that he should have pats. Yeah right Max! Filthy, stinky dog! And that is why they are outside dogs. YUCK!
On a good note we (the dogs and I) managed our afternoon walk without the use of a lead for Max! I still took one just in case, but it went really, really well. Of course there are no rabbits around at the moment (knocks on head, touches wood) for him to bolt after, and the birds he chases just fly up. Todays walk was so, so, so much better than any other walks we've had. Of course it is a combination of time spent walking him on lead, ie a couple of months!, and me learning to chill out a bit, and not panic when he gets 'to far away' from me.
I have to say I was just totally ignorant of the fact that being an older dog meant that he needed time to learn to trust me. I don't know if ignorant is the right word as logically I know this, but at the time, I dunno, it just didn't cross my mind THAT much. I was just so focused on everything he was doing wrong, and that was making my life with him miserable. So, so, so stupid. And at the start I did lose my cool a wee bit, and when I did you could see him just totally switch off, no eye contact, just a real cold shoulder. I am so thrilled at how far we have now come. Part of my losing my cool was me panicking about the trouble he was causing, and part of it was my totally ridiculous attitude that 'I've rescued you from the SPCA, you ungrateful mutt'. A couple of times I did threaten him with being put to sleep, as I didn't think he would be any good (sometimes they just aren't), but I was also aware that at the early stages it was totally my fault, as I wasn't training him right. Turns out I just needed PATIENCE and to remember that it was going to take TIME. And by time I'm talking MONTHS not weeks (or hours). Unfortunately I do like instant results, I just need to be reminded that animals don't give you that.
Life is a learning curve.
I took a couple of photos of the small spare room today. It's pretty sparse, since we are moving and I have packed up most stuff, but you get a general idea. We did not do the 'decorating'. It's not our house to decorate.
You can see in this first photo how small the room is. It is as wide as the bed is long, and where the heater is you can see where the door stop for the wardrobe is, and I'm standing in the door. Where you see the light on the wall is NOT where I plan to have the head, as I don't like heads by windows, incase you get a wee bit of a draft etc. Originally the bed went along that wall by the window. I think only one niece has ever slept in it, and that was for one night.
This photo was taken from standing in the wardrobe door. The pillows are new, hence they are SUPER DOOPER high. And they don't have their proper pillowcases on, as they haven't arrived in the post yet. Hopefully tomorrow.
So, if you haven't noticed, I am slightly pre-occupied with our upcoming shift. Today I packed away plastic containers, and recipe books. Tomorrow, I need to get more boxes.
So excited! (I actually am).